Sold to the Ruthless Master

Lucian

They got to the room and assembled themselves orderly, I look up at them and they look quite scared.

See what I caused, I’m too harsh on them.

“If anyone one of you have a family, signify”I ordered in my usual cold tone and all raised up their hands.

“Are they living here?”I asked and almost nodded.

“Now, I’m giving you all three days break to visit your families, You all should go to Mariam after leaving the room for some cash”

“Thanks so much Sir”They chorused happily and I smiled inwardly.

They look so happy and elated, some of them are even weeping.

“You can leave”Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

Now my mind is at a little bit rest.

Lucian Pov

A week later…

I took slow, steady and measured steps to my office as every workers I come across keep greeting me but I ignored them all.

I got to the office and plonk on the chair, Becky open some files before and I check it.

“A party again?”I groaned and Becky nodded.

“Yes sir, the Lucas corporations organized it to seal the deal between us and you must be there with a lady”She uttered the last statement with a blush and I scoffed.

“A lady?”

“Yes sir”She nodded arranging her dress well and I chuckled.

“Go to the mall later and pick one of the latest dress for Lily, I’m taking her along”I replied and her face went blank immediately.

“Lily?”She stuttered.

“Yes”

“The sl…”

“If you dare complete that statement, you won’t live to regret it”I snapped at her and she kept shut immediately.

“Now go carry out my orders”

“Okay sir”She said grudgingly and stomp out of the room.

Becky Pov

“Damn!”I groaned and hit the desk in front of me.

Why does he have to choose that thing?

When I’m available?

What’s wrong with this Lucian of a man?

Why is he becoming so unpredictable these days?

And that Lily of a girl, he’s giving her much privilege these days.

I think I have to curb her before she outgrew wings.

Writer’s Pov

He stood at the corner deep in his own thoughts, grieving and crying inwardly trying not to show it, his heart heavy, guilt eating the best part of him.

Although the whole atmosphere is bubbling with different prisoners like him playing, chatting around but he stood there watching all if them ghostly.

One thing keep ringing in his head.

“Had I known, I wouldn’t have hurt him”

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